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  • Tamar- Episode 8

    Tamar- Episode 8

    TAMAR
    Tamar-Episode 8

    ©Amah’s Heart

    I sat quietly beside Abel at the fountain as he shot his eyes and began to pray silently to only my hearing, I wanted to shot my own eyes but I need to know when someone is coming, so i waited for him to finish praying so that I can tell him all that’s on my mind.
    “if I have a thousand tongues is never enough to thank you, I’m always grateful to you alone Lord, for all your mercies towards me and this household, and also to Tamar, the girl you lead me to find and save, who lost everything but never lost you because you can never be lost, you are ever present in time of need, and always rescues us from trouble, out of no way you have made a way, I thank you for my successful journey, you made it possible, you led me out and brought me back because you said in your word that our going out and coming in shall always be blessed, I returned back in peace not in pieces and met everyone I left behind in perfect order, I’m grateful for this, oh Lord, only you deserve the glory, only you Lord not the empty gods of this land, for you say those who make them are like them, in wisdom I ask that you will always guide us, and may we always find favor before men and women, take away our fear and give us boldness to stand out for you, the people of this land are lost in darkness, they hates anything that comes from you, please father, help them to see the light that they may come to know you and the power in your name. Thank you Lord for our answered prayers, in Jesus name…..
    I replied with a calm Amen, he bowed his head for sometime without opening his eyes, and when he later did and turned to look at me I was looking at him, smiling and wishing I have his kind of faith, we stayed quietly looking out to the water fall and it’s pleasurable noise, I just imagined God’s wonderful work, no human has being able to comprehend the way God works.
    “I was told that Zity has being married off…and she will send for you later, do you ever wish to be married some day…
    I had this fine feeling, like a butterflies in my stomach when Abel looked at me and asked the question, my palm was sweating as I began to blush, I have lay in bed many times and wish for many things, a God fearing man like Abel, I imagined having beautiful kids and growing a family who loves God, I wish for many thing yet I’m just a common slave who can’t have anything until I’m set free by my owner, will Zity ever agree to set me free, it can only be when a free born of the land or somebody like Abel shows interest in getting married to me, only then will I be free but I’m stuck with Zity for now, and I will serve her because that’s what I’m called to do,
    Abel took my sweating hand into his and covered it into his huge palm
    “Why do you feel uncomfortable with the question, don’t you want to have a family of your own someday…oh. Sorry, If I’m making you uneasy, you are fully growing into one of the most beautiful maiden, is being almost four years I was led to you, Tamar, time flies so fast, you are no more the scared, worn out, naive little girl I bought from the merchant for just fifteen shelling, I have told you on that first day that you are special and you truly are, I know you have worries but first in everything love the lord, put him first, in all your ways acknowledge him and he shall give you the desires of your heart don’t be define by where you find yourself instead standout and be a vessel of honor to everyone who comes in contact with you…
    I kept quiet as Abel spoke, I have few question that has being bothering me, so I asked
    “the people of this land, they do different abominable things, and most of the food we eat here are given to their gods first before preparing it for the consumption of the house, sometimes, I get scared while eating, praying quietly that nothing happens to me, if I have a choice I will never eat any of those their cursed food…
    “rejoice, because you have something to eat, who are you to call the food bad, when the Lord has not said so, for whatever the Lord made is pure and good, for many are looking for such opportunity, to live in a house filled with plenty to eat, a fine household like this place. what they do before or after the food is being made shouldn’t bother you, all that matters is you give thanks to one God who made every food and drink possible for you to have it, not to a wooden or iron god carved by mortal men, Tamar, don’t be scared of eating any food in this house, for what you eat does not defy you but the word that comes out of your mouth does.
    “You seem to have answer to many questions Abel, I overheard somebody say that you are on celibacy, you don’t have interest in women…is that true, you don’t want to have a family of your own someday
    “celibacy for now because I lost to the world and gain from the Lord, I know you will not understand, I have not seen who to start a family with yet, Tamar,I walk according to the Lord’s direction, he leads I follow, if it pleases him for me to remain this way till when he calls me into glory then I will gladly stay pure for him, I don’t live for myself, I live for God alone, i don’t want to be unequally yoked with an unbeliever, Tamar, for our body is the temple of the lord and it should be kept clean all the time so that he can live in us and direct our ways, we shouldn’t defy it with the things of this world, we should keep it holy because the holy spirit which is our comforter and advocate does not dwell in a dirty environment or in a confused body, so we should keep our self clean and pleasing to the lord, if you follow the world they will lead you wrongly but follow the lord’s way and find your footing.
    “I have really missed you Abel, your world is always an encouragement to me, I always feel so close to God when you are around, filling me in with the word, I thank God everyday for you, I could have lost it, I would have probably ended up like them, the people of this land, if not for you. If I haven’t say it before or have never said it enough, thank you, thank you again and again for…for… Everything…
    The day continues, and during my spare time I sit with Abel and allow him fill me in with the word,
    Lady Phin called me one day that the husband, Lord Reese wanted to see me and I went straight to his chamber, lady Phin sat beside him, Vim was there, Obia one of the maids was also standing there, Lord Reese spoke up first
    “Obia, repeat exactly what you told us about Tamar…
    “my lord and lady, I caught her again, Tamar was giving money to somebody, sometimes different men, some are even women, she is a thief, she usually steal the master’s money and go out to buy something and also give to some people by the way to the market, and also the road that leads to the temple, I followed her without her knowing and I found out where those people stays, I’m not lying, I have seen her severally, sometimes is either money or she buys things…if I lie let twail the god of thunderstorm strike me dead, I have seen her many times before coming to report her to you my lord, I could have gone to Abel but Abel was on a journey then, and Abel may choose to favor her, that’s why I came here.
    Vim looked at me and bent his head, Lord Reese and Lady Phin were both staring at me, I bent my head not in shame or because Obia reported me to them but because that was a normal thing to do, i was afraid, yes, I was, but something within me wanted me to be bold like a lion, but I fear for what they will do or say to me, the room fell silent after Obia narrated in details what I did…Lord Reese spoke again
    “Tamar, you know what we do to people that steals, do you know what we do to slaves who steals from their master or mistress, we tire their face and body to a tree and bare their back open, we give them hard strokes of an intertwined whip until they bleed and make sure that the whip tears their skin, we leave a scar on them which will always remind them never to steal again, why will you steal from us, you have everything at your disposal, we treat everyone in this house fine, better of than how must household treats their slaves, I thought you are a good girl , that was why I wanted you for my daughter, taking things that doesn’t belong to you is bad and that is stealing, you stole and then take the money to somebody in the market street and temple road, why Tamar…
    I breathed deeply, I try to speak but I couldn’t, Vim looked up at me before saying
    “Father, I don’t think Tamar stole the money Obia saw her with, probably Zity gave it to her, we all know that Tamar doesn’t steal, and why will she start now, I don’t believe Obia, is probably not Tamar she saw because she can not do such a thing, she…
    He suddenly stopped as his parents stared at him surprisingly with the way he defends me, I saw Obia boiling in anger as Vim spoke in my defense, I was also shock to hear him defends me the way he did, I never expected it, I thought he will support Obia, and with what happened between me and him at the fountain, I thought he hates me, his parents returned their look back to me, urging me to speak up on where I got all the money Obia said she saw me with, I summoned courage and spoke, still with my head bent.
    “the master gives us one shelling everyday, I kept mine, and after sometime, I found out I have no need of it, everything I wanted was in the house, I have being blessed with so much here, I have good food, good cloths and fine shelter, while there are so many beggars in the street who barely have anything to eat, so…so I shared it for them, and I sometime buy food and wears with my shelling and give to them…I have never stolen before, my Lord… I’m sorry if what I did is against the law of the land or of this household, I was touched by so many beggars anytime I pass through the market street and temple road…I apologies my Lord and my Lady
    Everywhere became silent again, Lord Reese asked Obia to leave his chamber after warning her not to bring any news that she wasn’t sure of to him ever again, she bow and left immediately, I can see anger written all over her as she walks out, Vim was looking at me, Lord Reese seem to be out of word, he looked at me and smiled, while Lady Phin spoke up
    “My husband, I have told you I will sell Obia, she is filled with envy and jealousy, she is so bitter and has seductive spirit. I will sell that girl off, she is getting out of hand. Tamar, why will you give out the only possession you got, your one shelling which the master gives to all the household slaves everyday, is just a shelling which is not much, you gave them up to beggars, I…I’m touched by your kind heart, you don’t have much yet you gave up the little you have to street beggars who are not even your people, you don’t need to apologies my child, the one shelling is yours to do whatever you want with it, you are a good child and has proven it in different ways, I’m always glad that I chooses you for Zity, please get your things ready, Zity has sent for you, is been five months already she has being married, she sent message last month for you to come but we were already use to you and didn’t feel like parting with you, she has sent another message this month that she will come and get you herself if you don’t come back to her, so we are ready to let you go back to her, we will really miss you Tamar..
    I smiled and bow without a word, Vim who seem uncomfortable with the news of me going back to Zity spoke,
    “father, mother…Zity has many servants and maids in her husband’s estate, the last time I went there, she has many people attending to her, why do she still want Tamar, I don’t like that Adolfo son, Chakan, he may want to take advantage of Tamar…I don’t like the idea of sending Tamar to Zity, I cares for her well being like every other person, that’s all, slaves are also humans too, if you still want her to return to Zity no problem…
    “she belong to your sister Zity, Vim what is going on with you, why the sudden care for Tamar, Tamar is a special child, she is not like your April or Obia, hope all this your care is pure, stay away from her if your thoughts are not pure towards her. you baffles me, I don’t even understand you again Vim, what is this your sudden change all about my son, I wonder when you start caring so much for a slave. anyway, if the gods permit, Tamar will return to your sister in a week time, she belongs to Zity not to us, Adolfo will not allow harm to befall anybody under his care, and Zity will not allow Adolfo son to come close to Tamar, and with what I heard, Chakan is a good young man, so bury your worries my son, we all cares about Tamar’s well-being too.
    I was later dismissed, and I got ready to return to Zity, a day before I left, I saw Obia, at the back house, burning incense and crying out to her stone god, I stood very close and watch her, she turned and rolled her eyes at me and continued doing her enchantment, I waited there until she was done and approached her fully,
    “Obia, I’m not angry with you for reporting me to the master and mistress, I understand you didn’t know that the money you saw me spend was all mine, I don’t steal, I have no reason to do that, it will only make me ungrateful if I ever do such…
    “Why are you telling me this, what do you want…you almost interrupted my conjuration, my evening enchantment, don’t ever come close to me if you see me in the mood of service to my god, who blesses my sorcerer powers…
    “why does your enchantment sound like you were crying out of agony, was your god oppressing you, do you think your so called god cares about you…I know we have freedom to worship anything and anyone we choose to, if this is what you have chosen then I leave you alone, but just tell me what your god has ever done for you ever since you have being in service to it…
    “you better mind what you say, because Venus, the goddess of both love and kindness doe not take likeness to insults, If you want to know what Venus has done for me, I will tell you, I prayed to her to make lord Vim to fall for me, and she granted my desires, and lord Vim started wanting me, and suddenly after few years of you being here, Vim does not look at me or want me any more, I listened to the way he defends you inside the master’s chamber, it seem you came and used your charm to turn his eyes from me to your side, and makes Lord Reese and Lady Phin to take likeness to you also, Vim, now wants you instead of me and I also saw the way he looks at you most time, do not even mistake it for love because Lord Vim is not capable of loving anyone, he will use you and dump you like a vulture to a carcass, I just burnt incense to Venus the goddess of kindness to favor me and bring him back to me and also to make me find favor before the master and mistress, I ask Venus to destroy every power you are using to get luck from our owners, I have tried different seducing prowess for Vim and it did not work, I will pray everyday, sacrifice animals, roll on the floor, I will pour earth dust on my body and cut myself with a blade until I bleed, I will let Venus drink my blood, I will burn candles and incense to Venus if that’s what it will take to get Vim back, because when he is on my side I can get away with anything, someday I dream of being his wife and owning this entire palace and estate, it will be a day of joy,a day come true. Venus has already started working for me, goddess of kindness has began to favor me, Venus has taking obstacles off my way, obstacles like you, I heard that Zity sent for you and will be returning to her so Venus has began work already and very soon it will be perfected, just watch and see…
    I shake my head in self pity for Obia, and walked away from her, she acts like one of those temple prostitute, so fetish, she can do anything to get Vim to her side, and I was never in any competition with her, Vim does not even like me, he probably defend me that day because God wanted somebody to stand up for me after the accusation from Obia. All I’m concerned about is returning to Zity, she needs me.
    Adolfo’s slave, a young boy came for me the following day and I hugged and waved Abel good bye, I will miss him so much, he said a quiet prayer for me as I went to meet him before leaving, but I feel comfortable he is not too faraway, i also carried beautiful memories that we shared together in my heart, those praying time by the fountain and undiluted word he gives me anytime I’m with him, I cherish every moment I spent with him, is always life changing.
    I waved everyone goodbye and left with the Adolfo slave boy who came to get me and he also helped me with some of my things, I saw Vim watching from the top roof of his chamber where he stood, with a sad stricken face, and as I crosses the streets still within his father’s estate and i look back Vim was still up there looking at me. I silently prayed that Obia’s sorcerer powers doesn’t work on him.

    Next Episode

  • Bride To A Heir-Chapter Sixteen

    Bride To A Heir-Chapter Sixteen

    BRIDE TO A HEIR
    Bride To A Heir-Chapter Sixteen

    Theme: A_LOVE_TRIANGLE

    ©Author Isabel

    PARK HYE JI
    I looked at him bewildered…
    Am I being bewitched or something?
    Like I don’t understand his language anymore
    “Your Girlfriend?”
    I still asked again to be perfectly sure I haven’t heard the wrong statement..
    “Yes. Anything wrong with that?”
    He asked staring at me..
    “I…th…thou..thought”
    I stammered without knowing what to say.
    “Perhaps did you think I don’t have a girlfriend?”
    He asked me in surprise as I nodded my head
    “Jeez! I have a girlfriend and you’ll meet her soon!”
    He said in smiles
    What the hell does he think he’s saying
    I’ll meet her soon?
    Gosh!
    This is driving me crazy!
    “I don’t wanna meet her!”
    I screamed at him making him stand up immediately
    “Hye Ji?”
    He called me in surprise
    “I thought you loved me all these while! Was I wrong?”
    I asked him as tears formed in my eyes
    “Wow! How can I? Like how can I have feelings for you?”
    He asked in laughter
    Is this funny ?
    Do I seem like fun?
    “Why can’t you have feelings for me?”
    I asked in irritation
    “It’s obvious. Who will have feelings for someone like you?”
    He said in laughter
    Damn!
    I never knew words could hurt until they hit you hard
    Does that mean no one can fall in love with me?
    “You knew I had feelings for you right?”
    I asked in anxiety
    “Yeah, I knew all these while”
    He said in smiles
    “So my love has been one sided?”
    I asked again
    “Hye ji?”
    He called me again as I was angry
    “But it felt like you had feelings for me. You were being protective”
    I asked still in doubts
    “That doesn’t mean I have feelings for you!”
    He said bluntly as my heart hurts
    My emotions has been tampered with
    “But you took my feelings for a joke!”
    I cried out
    “Hye ji no! I can explain”
    He said trying to come closer but I shifted backwards
    “You’re a real crazy jerk! You deserve the name more than someone else;”
    I said in frustration
    “Huh?”
    He sounded surprised
    “I hate you and I promise to make someone capable fall in love with me!”
    I uttered bitterly
    “Hye ji?”
    “You hurt my feelings and I’ll likely do the same to you!”
    I said before storming out of his office
    By then tears had been streaming down my eyes.
    I possibly can’t control them as they fell free
    I can’t believe I had been a fool all this while..
    Falling in love so easy…
    Dedicating my time to the crazy love to get nothing!
    I hate myself for this
    I’ve been so stupid!
    Jeez!
    The tears kept falling as I let them fall without trying to stop them…

    KIM JE NA
    I walked out of my office as I thought Hye ji is supposed to be back
    She’s just creepy.
    We’ve a lot to do and probably she’s spending time with that crazy guy…
    I just hope her love isn’t one sided!
    That’ll will hurt
    I walked towards Jin Ho’s office as I saw Hye ji coming from there..
    I grinned to myself as I walked towards her
    Something seems off!
    She only walked without knowing where to go
    She kept bumping into people
    Is she blind?
    She got closer to me as I saw tears coming from her eyes
    Oh my!
    I walked towards her fast as I held her
    “Hye ji what’s wrong?”
    I asked as the tears kept flowing
    “I’ve been a fool all these while!”
    She said still crying
    My chest hitched again as tears formed in my eyes too
    Not again!
    She’s in pain!
    “Hye ji it’s okay, what’s wrong?”
    I asked again
    “I’ve been so stupid!”
    She said as she pointed her index finger towards Jin Ho’s office
    What did he dare do to her?
    I’ll kill him if he tries something crazy
    “What did he do?”
    I asked anxiously
    “He played on my feelings! He took me for a fool!”
    She said in tears as I also felt her pain
    “Why?”
    I asked again
    “He has a girlfriend!”
    She said as I was surprised
    The guy really made it seem he loves her!
    Was it all a joke?
    I anticipated this!
    One sided love!
    She covered her face as she cried
    I looked at her as my heart felt pains
    I’ve come to accept the fact that her pain is my pain
    Without knowing why!
    I must always try not to make her hurt
    Hurting herself is the same as getting me too in pains!
    I hugged her as I tried to console her
    “It’s okay, you can cry. I’ll lend you my shoulders to lean on”
    I said to her
    She hugged me back tightly as she cried without minding those who passed by
    I pat her back as I comforted her
    This is the first time I’ll be comforting a woman…
    I raised my eyes up as I met the gaze of Park Jin Ho and Kang Mi Rae
    They both stared at me from different directions..
    Will this be a love triangle?

    Next Chapter

  • Tamar-Episode 1

    Tamar-Episode 1

    TAMAR
    Tamar-Episode 1 


    ©Amah’s Heart

    “This one doesn’t look too good…too white like the flakes, too thin, too ugly, too weak, too much hair filled with lice…just too much of everything…how much does she go for…
    “do not underestimate her…her look maybe deceiving…she is as strong as a Camel, she walked 100 miles from the sahara to the lakey Iceland, I swear with twail, the god of thunder and storm, she maybe thin and frail but she is one of the strongest…and she is going for thirty five shelling…that’s the price my good friend..
    “hahahaha, I can’t pay such a big amount for her, I will pay twenty shelling, we are into same business and you know that she doesn’t worth it, everything count when purchasing a slave, the look and body count but she got none, she just got big eye ball and I want to buy her because you said she is strong, I just hope you are saying the truth when you say she walked from the sahara to lakey Iceland…
    “is true my friend, I swear to you with the god of thunder remember, I can’t lie with the name of twail, twail strike down those that lie with his name… she is worth the price I gave you…you can pay thirty instead of thirty five shelling, I’m giving you a good price, take her…
    “Well, I don’t believe in any god, I worship money, because money answers all things..i will pay twenty five, if you are not selling then I will move to another dealer, I don’t have time to waste on some useless slave…
    “okay..ok bring the twenty five shelling…
    I watch as the first dealer counted the money before handing me over to the second man, he was happy to be free from me, I have being with him for long and nobody has being able to buy me off, and when he finally sold me he was happy because he was not totally at lost, he bought me in the sahara, a slave market, after the merchants offload us from the sea to shore, he bought me for twenty three shelling and sold me for twenty five, after walking under the scotching sun and arriving at the present port.
    The second dealer made me walk so fast as he led me with other slave through a passage way, we all seem to be between eleven and seventeen years, not more than that and I was the most frail I among them, I was tired, I was hungry and thirsty yet I have no right to complain because I’m only a slave, my fate has being predestined, but I’m not scared, I maybe in a foreign land filled with different gods, carved in different shape and sizes, I might have lost mother and father, with Joe my brother, Kathrine and Deb my two sisters to the cold hand of war, but I’m not scared.
    mother has died in my arms, she has died of starvation, after the war break out, Joe has gone out in search for food but was captured by the soldiers, and killed, he was dump in the same piles of dead body, where father was thrown after he was killed, I watch from the tiny hole of our room as they set them on fire, and the smoke went high, I shot my eyes and held my breath for some second thinking I was going to die too, but I didn’t die, I needed to be strong, and after Kathrine, my sister died that morning and mother who has being ill for long gave up in the evening, I began to doubt my faith, I have question and I needed answers, I held my only remaining blood, my sister Deb, she sobbed in my arms and I hushed her severally to be quiet while trying to hold myself from screaming, so that we will not be heard, we were quiet with everything, the soldiers maybe passing, they are going from house to house to make sure that they clear off each household, any noise from us will attract them faster, I and Deb cleaned mother and Kathrine up, we combed their coyly hair into bond, and dressing them up, pretending like they were asleep and will wake up soon, that was my wish, that everything happening around us was a bad night mare, but it was real, real and close to the skin, mother was very beautiful even as she lay in death, she was at peace, I sat beside her and watch her and just hoping some part of her body will move to signify that she was still alive but nothing moved, I checked her up and it was so cold, I held her hands into mine, hoping my warm hands will warm up her cold hands up, but still nothing happened, Deb was looking out into the long street from the tiny hole I created, I see everything from their, Deb was all I got now, I use to have my elder brother Joe, and my two younger sisters, Kath and Deb, and also my loving parents, but not again, I only got Deb who was the youngest and was nine years, Kathrine was eleven years, she loved God passionately, she was the strongest among the three girls, she was kind and yet God was not merciful enough to save her from dying, he allowed her to die and allowed mother also who stand for uprightness and truth to go too, leaving the weak ones, my faith was weak, I look weak physically yet I got strength of ten people in me,
    I know what mother will say in this present situation, she will say “Tamar, don’t let your heart be troubled, in everything rejoice, this world will pass one day but our soul belong one true God, even if he allows us to be strike with famine and sickness he will heal our land and restore our health, for in him we live and move, in him we have our being…
    Deb has called my attention to the hole and i saw soldiers approaching our door, my stomach tightens, my heart skip, I wanted to hide Deb but if she stays in here she may probably die of starvation, I don’t want to loose her, I thought of what to do, with mother and Kathrine lying dead on the bed which seem like they were sleeping and with Deb shaking all over from fear, my whole faith weakened, I couldn’t do anything, and the soldiers hit our door with their boot, they were two they came in and I held Deb as she cry and shake, I was trying to be brave like father will do but not this time, i was truly afraid, I don’t know what fate holds for us, outside was deadly yet inside was lonely and smells of death, nowhere was safe to stay,
    the first soldiers looked us up while the second passed to where mother and Kath lay peacefully, the first soldier swear as the second one calls his attention to mother and Kathrine’s dead body in bed, the first stepped out and called a wooden trucker, which they use in evacuating the dead, they threw in mother and Kathrine into the truck carelessly and the pusher pushed them to where dead bodies are kept and burned, I cried, I screamed, I want to hold mother for the last time, I want to check if she will shake, I want to look upon her beautiful face and be strengthened but she was gone, I will never see her or father or Joe and even Kathrine again.
    as I was dragged outside with Deb, I look up to the sky and began to curse, I hated God, I hate him for allowing so much bad things into the world, and for letting the wicked to oppress the helpless, I hate God for allowing father to be killed in the street, father was a religious leader and he was a faithful follower of God, and yet he was killed, Joe was a young man who was trying to follow every of father’s step, he became the breadwinner when father died, he was sixteen years, and was killed as he went in search of food, God allowed hunger and sickness to take my mother and my sister Kathrine, leaving me with Deb, what kind of God is that, if he was strong enough he could have save us, and stopped the war, why do bad things happen to good people especially people with a good heart like mother and father, God allowed it.

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    I have unanswered question, I was filled with anger as they push me and Deb to a big open square where other surviving people where kept, we crawled upto our knees and sat on the ground, holding each other. Whatever lays ahead was far bigger than what I can face, I silently hoped I will die too, because life was like a pure definition of hell.
    Deb has died after five days, she got flu in the open square and started coughing blood, I tried everything even prayed to God despite I was angry with him, I have prayed if he can save my only remaining sister I will love him again, I will apologize for every bad thing I said to him or did, I will serve him more than I have ever done, but God was silent, the flu traveled with speed all around Deb’s body, there was no good water and food, to properly care for her, I used the piece of cloth tied to my waste to cover her up from the night cold, I stayed awake through out trying to warm her up with my own body, Deb was my only family if she die what will I do, I kept begging God, but God didn’t hear me, he didn’t listen, Deb died in the middle of the fifth night at the open square, and the soldiers came to take her away, I still couldn’t believe she was gone…she
    “hey, walk faster or I will be force to use the whip on you, I don’t want to touch you because you look too frail and look like you will drop dead any second, I want to resell you and make even if is a little gain from you, I gave that dealer twenty five shelling for you, and is way too much, I shouldn’t have spent such amount, you look weak and I wonder how you managed to trek from the Sahara to the Iceland, that dealer must be a good liar swearing with twail because he doesn’t want you to get stuck in his hand…I hate to waste money because money is my god, now tell me the truth…do you trek from sahara to lakey Iceland?
    I looked at the man stone face, he distracted me from my saddened thought, I’m still wondering why I’m still alive, the thin and weakest one of my family, I have being shipped, smuggled like an ordinary goods, being under cold and heat, being hungry and thirsty, I have gone from hand to hand of slave dealer and yet I’m still alive, the only thing that have not happened to me is rape, I watch as other beautiful slave girls get rape in the cabin but any of the dealers that get’s to me will look me all over shake their head and walk past, I don’t look like a good food to them, only my deep white big eye balls with my full coyly hair a gene I got from my beautiful mother which was now covered with lice and dirt will scare them away and they tag me ugly, which was an added advantage too, being frail has saved me from some bad things, I was strong enough inside, I have enough strength to walk and run miles but it was never shown in the physical, my slim nature was deceiving anybody that comes in contact with me, the dealer that sold me off thought I will drop dead along the way from the sahara but he was surprise I made it, while some other slaves dropped dead and they were left there to be devoured by wide animals, just the thought of wide animals feeding on me was enough to keep me moving.
    “answer me slave girl before I serve you to the circus animals by the entrance gate, you are just a mouthful to them, nothing in you will be enjoyable, speak up or can’t you speak , don’t you have a voice..
    “I can speak sire, yes, he was right, I trek from the sahara to the lakey Iceland…
    “then, that’s good, let’s keep going, you still have lots of trekking to do, I just hope your body can carry it, and that your hair will be cropped shot, it stinks, I wish you will be a good sale for me because I don’t deal with loss I like making profit…
    am ready for whatever that comes, and I also hope I end up as a house hold slave not as a temple slave, where slaves are used to serve different gods, the land we are in are filled with pagan worshipers, there are different gods here, in every square and stops, hanged on trees and houses, everybody choose what they want to worship, but the faith I was birth in was never allowed here, is a taboo in this place.
    But I will be giving a choice to choose the god I want to worship here if I end up as a household slave in a good house, or I will serve my master and mistress, is well expected of every slave to make their master or mistress their god, whom they will serve for the rest of their lives, I’m not afraid, I use to be but not again, I have seen too much calamities in my young life to be scared of anything.
    Wherever fate lead I will follow.

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